The Reapers

Friday, December 1, 2017
By: 
Paul Cowling

(Warning: this article contains fictional graphic violence involving a child)

He would do Alison first. She was the oldest. Jane would be next, baby Felix last. Hugh Anderson paced the lounge room, clenching his fists. Orange light drenched his home, pooling on the floor, splashing the walls.

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